Poems of Religious Sorrow, Comfort, Counsel, and AspirationHurd and Houghton, 1866 - 274 من الصفحات |
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... Hymns and Poems for the Sick and Suffering , ” — an excellent col- lection , which may suit the case of many pious and trustful persons better than this . It is necessary to say that the titles given to some of the pieces are not those ...
... Hymns and Poems for the Sick and Suffering , ” — an excellent col- lection , which may suit the case of many pious and trustful persons better than this . It is necessary to say that the titles given to some of the pieces are not those ...
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... hymn of praise , May welcome this command . Or they whose strife is o'er , Who all their weary length of life have trod , As pillars now within the temple of God , That shall go out no more . But we , who wander here , We that are ...
... hymn of praise , May welcome this command . Or they whose strife is o'er , Who all their weary length of life have trod , As pillars now within the temple of God , That shall go out no more . But we , who wander here , We that are ...
الصفحة 115
... form of clay , corruption's heir , Nor yet impatient ask alone To be unclothed , but clothed upon ! THE SICK ROOM . WATCHING , through the silent hours *In health, O Lord, and prosperous days Anonymous From Fosbery's Hymns and Poems.
... form of clay , corruption's heir , Nor yet impatient ask alone To be unclothed , but clothed upon ! THE SICK ROOM . WATCHING , through the silent hours *In health, O Lord, and prosperous days Anonymous From Fosbery's Hymns and Poems.
الصفحة 116
... , and hope returns , Dove - like , to the smoothed couch , — With an anxious deep - drawn sigh , Lord , I praise thee , ever nigh . The Sick Room . In the dim religious gloom , The Sick Room Anonymous From Fosbery's Hymns and Poems.
... , and hope returns , Dove - like , to the smoothed couch , — With an anxious deep - drawn sigh , Lord , I praise thee , ever nigh . The Sick Room . In the dim religious gloom , The Sick Room Anonymous From Fosbery's Hymns and Poems.
الصفحة 118
... wiser thought , Each holier aim which sorrow brought , Fades quite away and comes to nought . Wholesome Memories of Pain . 119 O Thou who dost Wholesome Memories of Pain From Elegiac Poems, through Fosbery's Hymns and Poems.
... wiser thought , Each holier aim which sorrow brought , Fades quite away and comes to nought . Wholesome Memories of Pain . 119 O Thou who dost Wholesome Memories of Pain From Elegiac Poems, through Fosbery's Hymns and Poems.
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الصفحة 132 - Mysterious Night! when our first Parent knew Thee from report divine, and heard thy name, Did he not tremble for this lovely frame, This glorious canopy of light and blue? Yet 'neath a curtain of translucent dew, Bathed in the rays of the great setting flame, Hesperus with the host of heaven came; And, lo! Creation widened in man's view.
الصفحة 33 - So runs my dream : but what am I ? An infant crying in the night; An infant crying for the light, And with no language but a cry.
الصفحة 99 - THERE is no flock, however watched and tended, But one dead lamb is there ! There is no fireside, howsoe'er defended, But has one vacant chair ! The air is full of farewells to the dying, And mournings for the dead ; The heart of Rachel, for her children crying, Will not be comforted ! Let us be patient ! These severe afflictions Not from the ground arise, But oftentimes celestial benedictions Assume this dark disguise.
الصفحة 51 - WILT thou forgive that sin where I begun, Which was my sin, though it were done before ? Wilt thou forgive that sin through which I run, And do run still, though still I do deplore ? When thou hast done, thou hast not done, For I have more.
الصفحة 276 - RING out wild bells to the wild sky, The flying cloud, the frosty light: The year is dying in the night ; Ring out, wild bells, and let him die. Ring out the old, ring in the new, Ring, happy bells, across the snow : The year is going, let him go ; Ring out the false, ring in the true.
الصفحة 173 - I would not have the restless will That hurries to and fro, Seeking for some great thing to do, Or secret thing to know; I would be treated as a child, And guided where I go.
الصفحة 26 - Whatever crazy sorrow saith, No life that breathes with human breath Has ever truly long'd for death. ' Tis life, whereof our nerves are scant, Oh life, not death, for which we pant; More life, and fuller, that I want.
الصفحة 168 - Teach me, my God and King, In all things Thee to see, And what I do in any thing To do it as for Thee.
الصفحة 43 - Thine are these orbs of light and shade; Thou madest Life in man and brute; Thou madest Death; and lo, thy foot Is on the skull which thou hast made.
الصفحة 111 - And with them the Being Beauteous,' Who unto my youth was given, More than all things else to love me, And is now a saint in heaven.